Pretense (Fibonacci)




 dip my lips

  in a boiling vat

of poisonous lies as I swear

allegiance to these egomaniac psychopaths?

But O! Treacherous brain! Weary of political insanity, I long to flee………

Inevitably as the new day dawns I peel away the acrid flesh, re-painting a veneer crooked as the pretenses they espouse…..

Wow. You are wondering what bee got into my bonnet?  Don’t you ever feel the same way but just cannot express it?  We say we have free speech, but you and I know that we do not in some areas of our lives.  At least not without severe consequences.  I feel like much of my life is lived as an abused fish in a very small, dirty fishbowl.  I definitely needed a poetic laxative 🙂 and this, er, spilled out as a Fibonacci.  I have never created a Fib out to 34 syllables, so this is a first for me.  It was rife with technical goof ups, but in the end says what I meant it to relate.

Fibonacci: popularized in 2006 by poet Greg Pincus, who used the Fibonacci sequence as lines in a poem.  The fib sequence uses the prior 2 numbers to create the next number: 0/ 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34.

Secrets and Lies

The world revolves around secrets and lies;

Half truths and full lies underscore the theme.

Gullible souls turn guileless blind eyes,

Evil and “misguidance” from truth flies;

Prey on the innocent and uninitiated green.

Pure intentioned, the preyed novice tries

The “Power of One” their motto’d phrase.

But soon discovers the unpleasant surprise:

Absolute power corrupts in absolute ways

They look to those who are older and wise,

Not knowing the essential part they play.

But eventually their passion for truth dies;

Lost to the seductive, power-hungry craze.

Discomfort follows the nakedness of  truth.

It reveals, “unpeels” the secret rotten core.

Children taught not to lie as tender youth

Yet when older, secrets and lies open the door.

Failure to deviate now seems uncouth;

We forget when we valued what was pure.

We sell our integrity at the character booth

And victimize new initiates once more.

This evil circle renewed, next generation’s chore

Perpetually perpetrated to “even the score”……

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I have lived with secrets and lies for two years now as I watch drug dealers ruin my son and live with the consequences as these evil people seduce him into believing that drugs will solve his problems. But secrets and lies permeate our society as a whole.  I am sure you can relate to this on some level.